Poems by Louise Gluck
Cana
... in a sence, you were always with me, the house, the garden ...
Parousia
... How full of things that don't belong to me-I watch the blossoms shatter, ...
Dawn
... also to show them the context in which this occurred: ...
Mock Orange
... I hear the question and pursuing answer ...
Vespers ["Once I believed in you..."]
... to sit at your right hand, if it exists, partaking ...
The Empty Glass
... Whereas they meant I was good (clasping my hand intensely)&mdash ...
Archaic Fragment
... This was, for me, an extravagantly emotional gesture ...
Vita Nova
... laughter for no cause, simply because the world is beautiful, ...
Humidifier
... Embodied Summoner of these ghosts, white plastic tub with your elegant ...
A Summer Garden
... Airplanes passed back and forth overhead, peaceful because the war was over ...
Vespers [In your extended absence, you permit me]
... between the dead and the living, who are, in consequence, ...
Elms
... it will make no forms but twisted forms ...
The Drowned Children
... And the pond lifts them in its manifold dark arms ...
End of Winter
... in all sound that means good-bye, good-bye&mdash ...
Hyacinth
... They stood listening, among the rustling willows ...
